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~Red Skies~

Ben Zalasky Copyright 2002

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a monkey cries out
just beyond the trees

empty gunshots echo in the forest
beyond the green hills

strangely, comfort may be found
staring blankly at the red skies

painted meticulously
with the blood of nameless men

a neon glow jets the heavens
there is not much time to stare

only a moment
and yet to live in a moment is all I need